Who is this? Meng Jiucheng was chewing the steamed buns while despising him. He touched the few copper plates on his body, and then walked forward against the flow of people.

The girl held the gong and turned around for a while. There were only a few people who were rewarded, but she still had to pretend to smile. Suddenly, her hand tightened, and the gong was caught. She heard a frivolous laughter. When she looked up, she was a few rogues. She was standing there and making fun of her, but she was very serious about the girl, but now she was about to start.

"The little lady is so handsome!" Ma Si smiled wickedly, grabbed the edge of the gong with one hand and touched the girl's face with the other.

The girl dodged by, and anger appeared on her face. When the middle-aged man saw something was going to happen, he walked a few steps and stood in front of his daughter.

Ma Si was not in a bad position, so he simply acted like a local snake, glared at the man, and shouted: "Do you know whose territory this place is? You are so brave when you walk in the world without worshiping the place."

The middle-aged man bowed his hand and said with a suffocation: "Brothers really don't know the rules of the land. Please give us your best advice. Let's leave now."

"It's not that easy to leave whenever you say it." Ma Si made a thrust into the footsteps. He wanted to show off in front of the younger brothers, and reached out to point the bundle of gun sticks, "Leave the gun sticks and ask the young lady to pour tea and apologize, and call her brother, and this matter is over."

"Yes, the little lady has to apologize."

"You can't get accused from my fourth brother's house in the teahouse."

Several scoundrels started to coax and surrounded him. Ma Si became more and more arrogant, and forced himself forward, opened his mouth and wanted to say harsh words. A dark thing happened to fly over and hit him in the face.

The fight didn't hurt, but the momentum disappeared all of a sudden. Just like what later generations said, you can't lower your head to pick up glasses when fighting.

Ma Si looked down and saw that it was half a steamed bun. He was so angry that he cursed: "Who is a straight thief who dares to throw away grandpa."

A rogue had sharp eyes and looked around. He saw Meng Jiucheng, who was tall and big, holding a steamed bun in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth.

"It's him, the silly Taoist priest." The rogue stretched out his hand and everyone's eyes immediately focused.

In full view of everyone, as if in the spotlight, Meng Jiucheng was stunned for a moment and quickly waved his hand, "It's not me, it's not me who lost it."

Damn, what's your IQ? I haven't finished the steamed buns in my hand yet, so how could it be thrown away by me? Even though I really want to do this.

"Hey, you stupid Taoist priest." Ma Si reached out and pointed Meng Jiucheng, walked over, looked at Meng Jiucheng's fat face, and Ma Si who walked closer changed his mind, smirked, and said, "I said stupid Taoist priest, everyone said that you are as strong as a cow. Go and carry that little lady to my house, so that steamed buns can be eaten."

"That won't work." Meng Jiucheng didn't even think about it, his head shaking like a slut.

"Why can't it be? Don't you want to eat steamed buns?" Ma Si frowned. He wanted to joke, but when he saw this stupid Taoist priest's serious look, he was a little curious.

"It's wrong to grab someone." Meng Jiubing wanted to speak righteously, but he had not completely straightened the words of this deity. He wanted to say it quickly and well, and it still needed some time to adjust it. He had to strive to express it in a coherent manner in phrases, "I don't want to do bad things. You are rogues."

"Hey, the words are more smooth than before!" Ma Si widened his eyes, turned around and laughed, as if the most ridiculous thing had happened in the world. Then he said to the rogues with a contemptuous look: "Have you heard that this fool calls us bad guys!"

A scoundrel happened to know Meng Jiucheng, but he didn't know the depth. He wanted to perform in front of Ma Si and jumped over immediately. Due to the difference in height, he punched Meng Jiucheng's stomach and cursed, "Get out of your *mom, you big fool."

The fool was so angry that his heart was furious that he was furious. He was punched again. Although it was not very painful, Meng Jiucheng stopped doing it. The clay man was still three-pointed. He glared at his eyes and punched him straight into the rogue's face.

If you have a disagreement, that's all! Although Meng Jiucheng was not a violent maniac in his previous life, he was not a coward who was afraid of things.

Under the traditional education system, parents hope that their children will become successful. He also has his own hobbies. From elementary school to university, he has participated in many special classes. The literary and artistic ones include flute, sketch, and physical exercise. Moreover, he is very young and has disagreeable with others outside. He has not experienced the use of hand-to-hand combat. He has even been slurried in his head and has been sewn with six stitches!

Since traveling through time, Meng Jiucheng is really unhappy with this fat figure. When there is no one, he has a lot of exercise in push-ups, planks, and squatting. With the proud muscles, the woman's heart beats and screams when she sees it - Oh, no, it should be that she should be practicing her body and causing a revolution. If the revolution is successful, then let's talk about taking on the girl.

Therefore, even Xuanqing didn't know that under Meng Jiucheng's wide Taoist robe, the fat meat was gradually decreasing, but the face was not obvious. He was already very powerful, but now he has grown. Even if he didn't know martial arts, Meng Jiucheng was tall and his arms were long, and he was swung randomly, which was not something that ordinary people could resist.

What's more, Meng Jiucheng's punch is still famous. In later generations, it is called a right swing, and the boxing champion must know it.

With one punch, the little rogue's head tilted, his mouth was sucked, and his two broken teeth and dirty blood flew out, and he fell to the ground immediately.

The sudden change shocked everyone, and even Ma Si was a little confused. Although the idiot Taoist priest was very powerful, his mind was not sharp and he never hurt anyone. The naughty boy made fun of him and smiled foolishly. Such a fixed thinking had been formed, which made him unable to react at once.

It was really unbeatable! Meng Jiucheng looked at the fist he raised, and was also startled by his strength, and couldn't help but shake his head gently.

"You, dare you hit someone?" Although Ma Si was a little surprised, he did not think that he could not beat Meng Jiucheng. His figure was quite burly and he had practiced mad dog boxing or something. After being shocked, he immediately stepped forward to take action.

Meng Jiucheng quickly bent his arms, lowered his head and held his chest, moved his footwork, and blocked continuously. When the third punch came, he took a step back, relied on his height and long arms, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Ma Si's arm, then quickly moved forward and slammed his side with his butt, moved the center of gravity to his left foot, spread his legs, and pushed it out suddenly.
Chapter completed!